I'm painting an accent wall in my room, the color is called Vintage Map. It came down to a tough choice between Vintage Map and Grand Hotel Mackinac Blue, which are essentially the same color. Vintage Map is a bit darker and that's why I picked it. If it were a battle of names, Grand Hotel Mackinac Blue would have won. Both are pretty much the color of a robin's egg, but paler. Kind of minty and misty.

I just learned how to put my hair up with a pencil. Or a knitting needle. Or a big crochet hook. Or a chopstick. Or a tire pressure gauge. Or a magic wand. (I typed "wang" and then tried to correct and typed "wad." Oops.)

As it turns out, I am not very good at chess. The computer beats me every time. I need to play against someone who is also not very good. And then maybe we can both get better?

At the gym just now, I worked out harder than I should have. Rude awakening: I do have limits. And to give the whole thing a positive spin, at least I know what they are now! Once the trembling and the faintness wear off, I'll be just fine. In the meantime, I don't know how wise a shower would be. My mom fell in the shower once and broke her tailbone on the faucet. Sitting was painful for a year. I like sitting. I like my tailbone. I'll shower in the morning, thank you.